Jasmine Vernal Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

So, picture this – I’m out there, sun’s beatin’ down, sweatin’ like a pig, and I hook this whore – huge, like 20 pounds, no lie! I’m screamin’, “Oh honey, this is IT!” Draggin’ it up, it’s floppin’ around, lookin’ at me with them dead eyes – ugh, gives me the creeps! Made me so mad, I yelled, “You little monster, get outta my net!” Kinda like Remy the rat, y’know? “This is me, I think it’s apparent!” Whore’s got no class, no style – total bottom feeder, hon!

Oscar Arrests Raven & Vernal!

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Whoa. Vernal's a trip, man. I'm talkin’ small-town with a twist. My fave spot? Near Main St. by the old museum up on Dinosaur Ln. That Cadillac vibe, you know? I stroll there, feel the vibe. Feels like training in cool zen.

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